Set ten years in the future. A short fic mainly about Dawn and everything that's happened.
Disclaimer:Nothing belongs to me. They all belong to the wondorous Joss Whedon and i am merely dabbling in the art of fanfic and Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Once the Game is Over Part1

The rain pelted down on the young woman standing in the graveyard, clutching the small bunch of wild flowers tightly to her chest. She hadn't changed much in the last 10 years, at least not in appearence. She still had the same long, dark hair and slim figure. But if anyone she had known ten years ago was to see her now she was quite sure they wouldn't recognise her. The smiling eyes had been replaced with dark, haunting ones and it was very rare to see her smile. Looking down at the grave before her she allowed the memories to wash over her.

Sunnydale 2001

She'd been fighting for so very long now. Her body ached and her fists felt numb from the punches they'd delivered. But it was over now, it was all over. She felt someone place a hand on her shoulder and a familar voice echoed in her ear, "Ready luv?"
Nodding Buffy took one last look at the broken bodies of her friends and closing her eyes she leaned into his arms. She could almost see the grin on his face as he whispered into her ear, "Always knew you'd save the last dance for me, pet" He then turned her round slowly so she faced him, "But as they say, 'once the game is over, the king and the pawn go back in the same box' and you'd know all about that wouldn't you?" He grinned wickedly and cupped her face so she was forced to look at him, "I just hope the niblet got out or your sacrifice here would be all for nothing"
Buffy's eyes widened at his words, "You promised you'd-"
He chuckled softly and brushed her hair away from her face wiping the tears away from her eyes, "I'd of thought that in all the years you've known me you'd know by now i *never* keep my promises"
The blonde girl tumbled to the ground lifeless the two teeth marks in her neck barely visible, her eyes staring at nothing. And in the corner Dawn sat hardly daring to breathe until the footsteps could be heard no longer.


Sunnydale, Present Day

Dawn wiped away the fresh tears from her cheeks and willed herself not to think of it. She'd heard from someone last year that Spike was living it up here in Sunnydale. Dawn didn't like to think about him, he brought back too many painful memories with him. That was why she'd come back, back to Sunnydale, back to the place of her youth. It was time she faced the thing that had been haunting her the most after all these years. Turning slowly at the noise behind her she looked up to meet the face she knew so well.
"Dawn, last thing i heard was that you were living in San Francisco. What brings you back?"
Dawn looked at the figure before and fought back the urge to cry, "You, Buffy. You every time"